Anger

Anger is a funny thing isn’t it. Personally I can go from 0-10 in 0.2 seconds. But it isn’t me. I’m not that angry person at that time, I’m an observer. I’m watching it happen. I’m not the one having an argument, I’m watching it from the sidelines. The things I say don’t come from my mouth, they come from someone else’s. I don’t know what any of this even means. But I sometimes like having an argument with people. It’s a sick kind of pleasure that flashes through me, but like I said, it isn’t me, it’s the other person. 

I don’t know where this person comes from, I don’t know if they exist or whether it’s another version of me. Like the hulk, only less incredible, more horrifying. 

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